Translator: AJ1703
Editor: Matsu
The phone store they were looking for was a short walk from the station, and not only Himeko, but Haruki also had the same model.
Hayato was nervous about going into a store for the first time, and was very confused by all the new things, words, and plans he had never heard before. He was in a state of complete panic.
“Uh, umm, Haruki?”
“Yes, yes. Well, this one is…”
He was so full of himself that Haruki was hesitant to make fun of him.
Haruki, who always shows off her unorthodox appearance, is an excellent student and explains the shopkeeper’s words in an easy-to-understand manner at Hayato’s request.
After an hour and a half in the store, Hayato managed to get his hands on a smartphone, although he was completely taken care of by Haruki.
“Thank you, Haruki, I couldn’t have done it alone.”
“You’re welcome. So, you’re happy with the same as mine after all? I had other brands in my mind.”
“Wouldn’t it be better if we had matching ones?”
“Hayato, you want matching ones!?”
“You know, if I have any questions about how to use it, I could just ask you.”
“Oh, yes. That’s right. But wouldn’t it be better if it was the same as Hime-chan’s?”
“Eh? Because Himeko is my sister? It’s kind of awkward to ask.”
“Mou~, I don’t really understand that feeling.”
They walked around the city, talking like this.
Today’s goal was to choose a phone for Hayato. Now that they’ve done that, there’s nothing more to do here.
―But it would be a shame to just leave and go home.
That was a common thought between Hayato and Haruki.
Especially for Hayato, it was his first visit to a big city.
Concrete buildings instead of greenery, drink vending machines instead of unmanned vegetable stands, traffic lights and crosswalks that used to be only one in the vicinity of Tsukinose. I was a complete up-and-comer.
Hayato was overwhelmed by the scenery around him, but when he looked next to him, he noticed that Haruki seemed to be having a hard time walking. When he looked at her feet, he saw that she was wearing high heeled mule sandals that she had taken down for the day.
“Ah, sorry, am I walking too fast? You’re not used to wearing those, are you?”
“Oh, mules? That’s not really the case though?”
“No, but you looked like you were having trouble walking.”
“Oh…”
Haruki looked troubled and embarrassed when he pointed this out. Hayato, who had assumed that the footwear would not fit, made a puzzled face.
Haruki hesitated for a moment, then stretched a little, put her mouth close to Hayato’s ear, and whispered in a pitiful voice.
“My skirt is too short, you know.”
“What?”
That was an unexpected comment.
Looking at Haruki’s figure, it was indeed shorter than her usual uniform.
It was the perfect length to bring out Haruki’s innocence, not too long and not too short, just above the kneecaps.
However, it is not too short. Even in school uniforms, girls who wear skirts in this particular length are often common to be seen, and Himeko has several dresses in this length as well.
Haruki continued to speak, as if seeking understanding or sympathy from Hayato.
“Well, you see, the fabric is thin and unreliable, and it’s very soggy around the thighs. Also, if there’s a breeze or something, it might get rolled up, and if you try to pick up something that’s fallen on the ground, you’ll see it if you’re not careful.”
“Haa, that’s tough… isn’t it?”
Haruki said this with a strange look on her face, but Hayato couldn’t really feel it.
“I’ve come to realize that miniskirts are a corrective device for female power. Any girl who wears a short one looks like she’s practicing.”
“I-Is that so?”
“Yes, they do. I mean, don’t you think it’s unfair that I’m the only one who has to feel this way? Why don’t you wear it, Hayato? You should know what I’m going through!”
“No, don’t be absurd. I wouldn’t look good in it.”
“Do you think so? Hayato is Hime-chan’s older brother, so I’m sure it will look good on you. Rather, the person who was responsible for this…! Now I understand how Hime-chan felt yesterday!”
“Hey, don’t do that, your eyes are looking serious!”
“Ihihihi~”
While they were talking, Hayato slowed down and looked around to see if he could find anything.
However, Hayato’s eyesight was constantly getting bombarded with stores, advertisements, and billboards, making him feel like he was spinning in circles.
“Hmm? Hayato, is there anywhere else you want to go?”
“Yeah… but there are so many stores and such…”
“For that, this is where your phone comes in.”
“Oh, that’s true!”
“You put in the name of the store and the name of the city and you get―”
“Wow, there it is! Amazing! Ermm―”
Haruki’s eyes narrowed as she watched Hayato’s innocent joy.
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It was about a ten-minute walk from the station, on the outskirts of the city.
With five floors above ground and one below, and a total floor space of over 1,000 square meters, it was one of the largest hundred-yen stores in Japan.
“So big…”
“Wow, I’ve heard it’s big, but this is even bigger than I imagined.”
“Is this Haruki’s first time too?”
“Yeah, I’ve always been a recluse at home.”
“…Okay, let’s go!”
“Wait, Hayato!?”
Hayato looked at Haruki with a slightly annoyed smile on his face and, not wanting to be outdone, forcefully pulled her hand to enter the store.
He was a little embarrassed and nervous, but as soon as he stepped into the store, he was stunned by the overwhelming amount of goods on display.
The information board in front of them showed that they dealt in a wide variety of products, from daily necessities such as food, tableware, cosmetics, hygiene products and bath products to hobbies and DIY products such as cars, gardening, toys, party goods, interior designs and tools.
“You can buy all of this for 100 yen? What the hell is going on here!?”
“Haha, look at the food section.”
“Eh… well, the sale stuff at the supermarket is cheaper.”
“Fufu, that’s what I meant.”
While having this exchange, Hayato was drawn to something that caught his interest.
It was the first time for him to see so many products lined up in a row, and he was filled with a sense of mission to buy something.
“Kuuhh~, I want to buy some dishes. I want to buy new ones. I want to have a variety of dishes for different purposes. Oh, damn! Even if I replace everything, I’ll only need 3,000 yen… No, but…”
“What are you going to do with the one you’re using now?”
“They’re already there, so there’s no need to buy any more I guess.”
“Then what about that storage area over there?”
“Ehh, what’s all this stuff, all these different kinds? I feel a little compelled to clean up!”
And it wasn’t only Hayato who was unnecessarily stimulated to buy.
“Wait, Haruki, do you really need that ball of moss!?”
“I know that better than anyone! But it’s whispering to me to take it home!”
“Chill out, what are you even going to use it for? Are you going to make a moss terrarium out of it!?”
“No, that’s not it, Hayato. I’m just buying it because I want to!”
“Come to your senses, Haruki!”
Haruki was also trying to loosen her purse strings as she was attracted to various interesting things.
To put it bluntly, the two of them were just getting carried away and playing with each other.
They walked around the sales floor, each with their own interests, just as they used to do when they were looking for insects and wildflowers in the countryside. They ran up the escalator and explored the forest of shelves, just as they had done when they ran around in the fields and mountains.
They didn’t have a purpose, they just stayed together and enjoyed each other’s company. It was so much fun.
Even if Haruki was a girl, she was still Hayato’s best friend, and that was all that mattered.
“…I ended up being too lost to buy anything.”
“Haha, Hayato, you’ve always been like that, haven’t you? When we went to buy sweets at Murao’s grandmother’s, we couldn’t even decide.”
“Whenever I couldn’t make up my mind, I usually got ramune and ice cream.”
“That’s right, I miss those days. At the time―”
Haruki had a nostalgic, yet sad expression on her face.
Hayato felt his chest tighten as he witnessed an emotion she rarely showed in public.
“Haru―”
*Gukyuu~ [TLN: Probably sfx for stomach growl]
“―ki…”
“Oh, ahaha~, it seems that you’re hungry.”
“Yeah, I guess I am. It’s already around one o’clock, no wonder. Do you want to go somewhere to eat?”
“Oh, in that case, I’ve got somewhere in mind we should go to!”
When he turned around, Haruki had the same mischievous smile on her face as usual.
That bothered Hayato even more.
Looking up at the city sky, he saw not mountains, but inorganic buildings.
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Translator: AJ1703
Editor: Matsu
The phone store they were looking for was a short walk from the station, and not only Himeko, but Haruki also had the same model.
Hayato was nervous about going into a store for the first time, and was very confused by all the new things, words, and plans he had never heard before. He was in a state of complete panic.
“Uh, umm, Haruki?”
“Yes, yes. Well, this one is…”
He was so full of himself that Haruki was hesitant to make fun of him.
Haruki, who always shows off her unorthodox appearance, is an excellent student and explains the shopkeeper’s words in an easy-to-understand manner at Hayato’s request.
After an hour and a half in the store, Hayato managed to get his hands on a smartphone, although he was completely taken care of by Haruki.
“Thank you, Haruki, I couldn’t have done it alone.”
“You’re welcome. So, you’re happy with the same as mine after all? I had other brands in my mind.”
“Wouldn’t it be better if we had matching ones?”
“Hayato, you want matching ones!?”
“You know, if I have any questions about how to use it, I could just ask you.”
“Oh, yes. That’s right. But wouldn’t it be better if it was the same as Hime-chan’s?”
“Eh? Because Himeko is my sister? It’s kind of awkward to ask.”
“Mou~, I don’t really understand that feeling.”
They walked around the city, talking like this.
Today’s goal was to choose a phone for Hayato. Now that they’ve done that, there’s nothing more to do here.
―But it would be a shame to just leave and go home.
That was a common thought between Hayato and Haruki.
Especially for Hayato, it was his first visit to a big city.
Concrete buildings instead of greenery, drink vending machines instead of unmanned vegetable stands, traffic lights and crosswalks that used to be only one in the vicinity of Tsukinose. I was a complete up-and-comer.
Hayato was overwhelmed by the scenery around him, but when he looked next to him, he noticed that Haruki seemed to be having a hard time walking. When he looked at her feet, he saw that she was wearing high heeled mule sandals that she had taken down for the day.
“Ah, sorry, am I walking too fast? You’re not used to wearing those, are you?”
“Oh, mules? That’s not really the case though?”
“No, but you looked like you were having trouble walking.”
“Oh…”
Haruki looked troubled and embarrassed when he pointed this out. Hayato, who had assumed that the footwear would not fit, made a puzzled face.
Haruki hesitated for a moment, then stretched a little, put her mouth close to Hayato’s ear, and whispered in a pitiful voice.
“My skirt is too short, you know.”
“What?”
That was an unexpected comment.
Looking at Haruki’s figure, it was indeed shorter than her usual uniform.
It was the perfect length to bring out Haruki’s innocence, not too long and not too short, just above the kneecaps.
However, it is not too short. Even in school uniforms, girls who wear skirts in this particular length are often common to be seen, and Himeko has several dresses in this length as well.
Haruki continued to speak, as if seeking understanding or sympathy from Hayato.
“Well, you see, the fabric is thin and unreliable, and it’s very soggy around the thighs. Also, if there’s a breeze or something, it might get rolled up, and if you try to pick up something that’s fallen on the ground, you’ll see it if you’re not careful.”
“Haa, that’s tough… isn’t it?”
Haruki said this with a strange look on her face, but Hayato couldn’t really feel it.
“I’ve come to realize that miniskirts are a corrective device for female power. Any girl who wears a short one looks like she’s practicing.”
“I-Is that so?”
“Yes, they do. I mean, don’t you think it’s unfair that I’m the only one who has to feel this way? Why don’t you wear it, Hayato? You should know what I’m going through!”
“No, don’t be absurd. I wouldn’t look good in it.”
“Do you think so? Hayato is Hime-chan’s older brother, so I’m sure it will look good on you. Rather, the person who was responsible for this…! Now I understand how Hime-chan felt yesterday!”
“Hey, don’t do that, your eyes are looking serious!”
“Ihihihi~”
While they were talking, Hayato slowed down and looked around to see if he could find anything.
However, Hayato’s eyesight was constantly getting bombarded with stores, advertisements, and billboards, making him feel like he was spinning in circles.
“Hmm? Hayato, is there anywhere else you want to go?”
“Yeah… but there are so many stores and such…”
“For that, this is where your phone comes in.”
“Oh, that’s true!”
“You put in the name of the store and the name of the city and you get―”
“Wow, there it is! Amazing! Ermm―”
Haruki’s eyes narrowed as she watched Hayato’s innocent joy.
◇◇◇
It was about a ten-minute walk from the station, on the outskirts of the city.
With five floors above ground and one below, and a total floor space of over 1,000 square meters, it was one of the largest hundred-yen stores in Japan.
“So big…”
“Wow, I’ve heard it’s big, but this is even bigger than I imagined.”
“Is this Haruki’s first time too?”
“Yeah, I’ve always been a recluse at home.”
“…Okay, let’s go!”
“Wait, Hayato!?”
Hayato looked at Haruki with a slightly annoyed smile on his face and, not wanting to be outdone, forcefully pulled her hand to enter the store.
He was a little embarrassed and nervous, but as soon as he stepped into the store, he was stunned by the overwhelming amount of goods on display.
The information board in front of them showed that they dealt in a wide variety of products, from daily necessities such as food, tableware, cosmetics, hygiene products and bath products to hobbies and DIY products such as cars, gardening, toys, party goods, interior designs and tools.
“You can buy all of this for 100 yen? What the hell is going on here!?”
“Haha, look at the food section.”
“Eh… well, the sale stuff at the supermarket is cheaper.”
“Fufu, that’s what I meant.”
While having this exchange, Hayato was drawn to something that caught his interest.
It was the first time for him to see so many products lined up in a row, and he was filled with a sense of mission to buy something.
“Kuuhh~, I want to buy some dishes. I want to buy new ones. I want to have a variety of dishes for different purposes. Oh, damn! Even if I replace everything, I’ll only need 3,000 yen… No, but…”
“What are you going to do with the one you’re using now?”
“They’re already there, so there’s no need to buy any more I guess.”
“Then what about that storage area over there?”
“Ehh, what’s all this stuff, all these different kinds? I feel a little compelled to clean up!”
And it wasn’t only Hayato who was unnecessarily stimulated to buy.
“Wait, Haruki, do you really need that ball of moss!?”
“I know that better than anyone! But it’s whispering to me to take it home!”
“Chill out, what are you even going to use it for? Are you going to make a moss terrarium out of it!?”
“No, that’s not it, Hayato. I’m just buying it because I want to!”
“Come to your senses, Haruki!”
Haruki was also trying to loosen her purse strings as she was attracted to various interesting things.
To put it bluntly, the two of them were just getting carried away and playing with each other.
They walked around the sales floor, each with their own interests, just as they used to do when they were looking for insects and wildflowers in the countryside. They ran up the escalator and explored the forest of shelves, just as they had done when they ran around in the fields and mountains.
They didn’t have a purpose, they just stayed together and enjoyed each other’s company. It was so much fun.
Even if Haruki was a girl, she was still Hayato’s best friend, and that was all that mattered.
“…I ended up being too lost to buy anything.”
“Haha, Hayato, you’ve always been like that, haven’t you? When we went to buy sweets at Murao’s grandmother’s, we couldn’t even decide.”
“Whenever I couldn’t make up my mind, I usually got ramune and ice cream.”
“That’s right, I miss those days. At the time―”
Haruki had a nostalgic, yet sad expression on her face.
Hayato felt his chest tighten as he witnessed an emotion she rarely showed in public.
“Haru―”
*Gukyuu~ [TLN: Probably sfx for stomach growl]
“―ki…”
“Oh, ahaha~, it seems that you’re hungry.”
“Yeah, I guess I am. It’s already around one o’clock, no wonder. Do you want to go somewhere to eat?”
“Oh, in that case, I’ve got somewhere in mind we should go to!”
When he turned around, Haruki had the same mischievous smile on her face as usual.
That bothered Hayato even more.
Looking up at the city sky, he saw not mountains, but inorganic buildings.
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